Published: August 8th 2020, 7:07:04 pm
Apologies for the late post, I accidentally scheduled this to post at 10 pm instead of 10 am.
Chapter 28
Valerie knew it was her imagination, that she only felt like she had to stare up even further to meet Nanny's eyes, after spending the morning in kindergarten, then having to stand by as Miss Clara gave the woman a progress report on her potty training, but that didn't make it feel any less real. She was, at least, grateful for one aspect of this final demotion... She only had half a day of class, so she wasn't forced to 'try' the bathroom as many times as she would have if she were there all day.
She had been gone, it turned out, long enough for Nanny's orders to be delivered, and for her to get most of them set up. Valerie's room had been turned into a duplicate of Summer's, a nursery fit for the diaper-filling little girl she'd become. She fully expected Nanny to tell her, after speaking to Miss Clara, that her potty privileges had been taken away; instead, she showed Val the potty chair she'd bought for her.
"Maybe this will be easier for you than trying to get all the way to the bathroom," the woman told her.
"M-Maybe," Val agreed. She really did want it to work, to prove she didn't need these diapers... But, even if she got into Pull-Ups - or, as unlikely as it seemed, big girl panties - would she just ruin them when she was taken to the bathroom at school? Maybe she'd get lucky, and the curse only worked if she went in wearing a diaper.... That was a pretty big risk, though.
And yet, how was she supposed to say no when Nanny asked, "Would you like to try?" She was a big girl, after all, deep down... She knew how to use the potty. She watched the woman get the chair out of its box, set it up on the floor...
As soon as the feet were down, Val felt an all-too-familiar sensation. "No!" she gasped, fighting with every fiber of her being, trying to stop herself... But, before Nanny had even turned around, Valerie had already lost. Just like in the bathrooms at school, Val felt her control vanishing, felt herself squatting down, messing herself helplessly, with no idea how she could possibly be doing that yet again today.
And it was no wonder she was feeling tinier than ever, standing there in front of Nanny after putting on that display, the woman staring down at her with crossed arms, shaking her head. "Honestly, Valerie..." she sighed.
Uncharacteristically, she still didn't follow through on her threat, sentence Val to diapers, with no hope of potty training... It was almost like she was waiting for Valerie to give in, to admit that there was no use... But she was too proud for that. She'd already fallen this far, been transformed from a high school senior, the class president, to a diaper-wearing little kindergartener, one who would be getting picked on constantly by her classmates if Miss Clara weren't there to stop them... There was no way she was voluntarily going to agree to not even try to make it to the potty.
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It had taken Val a week or two to finally accept that it wasn't her imagination after all, that she truly was shrinking, not believing it until one of the boys, out on the playground, bragged about how he was taller than her. For the first time in her life, Valerie had been the tallest kid in her class, so she'd had to prove him wrong, marching over to the wall, standing straight up against it, putting her hand on top of her head, stepping away.
"Go on," she ordered, feeling more confident than she had in ages. "Step over here."
He complied, Valerie swallowing nervously, seeing that the top of his head was, indeed, taller than the mark she'd made with her hand. "I-I made a mistake," she blushed. "Let me try it again!" She did, with the same results, and a third time, cheating a bit by getting on her tip-toes as much as she dared, without risking being called out, didn't change anything.
Even then, she didn't make the connection; instead, she assumed it must be a part of the Rule of Three. She didn't ask Nanny for the potty, but if Nanny asked her, she had to try, had to hope that she'd been through enough to satisfy that rule by now.... And there was no way she was going to tell Miss Clara she wasn't potty trained at all, no matter how every trip to the bathroom ended... One of these days, she thought, she would have paid her dues, and things could start getting back to normal, and she could show everyone she wasn't a baby...
Until that happened, however, she kept getting smaller and smaller, nobody else seeming to notice, or find it strange... There were just more and more of her classmates, bragging about how, even though Val was the oldest one, they were taller than her. She wasn't regressing, her body remaining the same, other than its shrinking... Which, honestly, only made it more embarrassing. She'd never developed as much as the other girls her actual age - especially Anita - and had been self-conscious about it, but now, it was obvious how much older she was than her classmates, how much more mature she was... And yet, she was still every bit as short as most of them.
Or, possibly, all of them. "Nuh-uh!" she shook her head vehemently.
"Am, too!" Crystal exclaimed. "Let me see!"
Crystal was the smallest kid in the class, always had been... She was an adorable little thing, barely looking old enough to be there... And there was no way she could be taller than Valerie. "You're not!" Val insisted, stomping her foot.
"What's going on, you two?" Miss Clara asked, swooping in. "Is everything okay?"
"Yes!" Valerie answered instantly.
"No!" Crystal sniffled, pouting. "She's being mean!"
"Am not!" Valerie shot back automatically.
"What's she doing?" Miss Clara asked, turning to Crystal after silencing Val with a meaningful look.
"I wanna see if I'm taller than her, and she won't let me!"
"Ahh," Miss Clara smiled, shaking her head. "Well, that's easy enough to solve... We were going to wait until the last day to get the final measurements, but I supposed we can do it for you two now."
Valerie had, of course, seen the paper stretched up one wall of the classroom, covered in marks, but she hadn't thought much of it, assuming it was an old project from before she'd wound up here... As Miss Clara took her hand and led her over to it, however, she realized what it actually was. Next to each of the marks was the name of a student, along with a date, which seemed to coincide with the first day of school, the last day before winter break, the first day back...
"I-I don't wanna," Val shook her head.
"It doesn't hurt, Val, I promise," Miss Clara told her. "Crystal, can you do it first? Valerie hasn't gotten to try it yet, and she's scared."
"I'm not scared!" Valerie pouted, watching Crystal step up, the assistant marking her height.
"Look at that!" Miss Clara exclaimed. "That's at least an inch since last time! You're getting so big! Now, let's see where Valerie is."
Valerie probably would have been weaker than the woman at full-size - shrunken, she had no chance of resisting her. Just as she'd feared, her mark was at the very bottom of the page, lower than any of the others, even the ones from the start of the year. There it was... Proof that, once again, as always, Valerie was the smallest kid in her class.
Before she could wallow in the misery too long, however, the teacher made an announcement. "All right, boys and girls!" she called. "I want you to all line up for me!"
"I-Is it potty time already?" Val sighed, pulling on her skirt, not wanting to have to mess herself so soon after this latest discovery.
"No," Miss Clara smiled. "This is a special surprise."
The kids were led out into the hallway, where Val saw that all the other kindergarten classes were already standing, squirming restlessly as they lined the walls. After a few moments, the doors at the end of the hall opened, and through them stepped a stream of people, wearing black gowns and mortarboards, walking towards them.
"You see them, students?" the teacher asked. "They all went here once upon a time, too... And now, they're all going to be graduating tomorrow."
Valerie's stomach lurched, seeing them approach, recognizing them all, of course. Not too long ago, she'd been one of them... She'd been their leader, in fact. And now she was here, staring up at them in awe with the rest of her class. The other kindergarteners were marveling at them, imagining what it must be like to be so big, and grown-up... Valerie was remembering it, knowing that she should be there, with them, not standing there, watching, in her dress and diaper, rather than a cap and gown.
She whimpered softly, seeing Stacy walk past, recalling how, not that long ago, they'd been best friends, and she'd been helping her try on what she was wearing now... That was when she'd seen the reflection, gotten a glimpse of what was to come... If only she'd taken it more seriously then, found some way to stop it... But, if this was just the Rule of Three, reflecting everything she'd done to her sister, all those years ago, back at her... Well, maybe there had never been any escape from this.
She was glad for her smaller size now, happy that she didn't tower over her classmates, that she blended in, at least in terms of height... She watched Johnny and the rest of her student council walk by, too busy looked around at the school to notice her, remembering all the time they'd spent there, thinking about how, until they had kids, they had no reason to be back here... While Val was stuck here as a student for God only knew how long. No matter how simple the question, she still couldn't answer it correctly, making her look dumber, as well as shorter, than the other kids... And, even if she could do that, she wouldn't be allowed to move on to the higher grades until she proved she was potty trained.
And then, there, towards the back of the line, with the other cheerleaders, was Anita, her gown unzipped a bit further than the others, showing off her cleavage what seemed like a rather inappropriate amount, considering where she was. Val gulped, trying to look away from her, to blend in... Only to glance up, and see the girl staring down at her with a grin.
She bent down, gown falling open further. "Well, look at you," she gushed. "Looks like this is where you belonged all along, isn't it? I could just pick you up and put you in my pocket... I wouldn't want you leaking all over it, though! Guess what, cutie? Your parents gave me a call the other day... They want to take your big sister on a vacation, since it's been so long since she's gotten to go anywhere, and they want to give your Nanny some time off... And do you know who they asked to move in for a month and keep an eye on the house, and their littlest baby, who is much too small to go away for that long?"
"N-No!" Valerie gasped, shaking her head, feeling herself dribbling into her diaper. She had to be joking.... Right?!
Anita smirked, booping her on the nose before finally standing back up, sashaying away, leaving Valerie standing there, peeing her pants helplessly. She wouldn't have put it past Anita to lie about that, to just want to tease her, get her all riled up... But Alice had taken Summer shopping for a new swimming suit last week...
Had she been wrong? Had it been Anita who had done this to her after all? Maybe she'd been over-thinking things, with the Rule of Three theory... Even if she wasn't, though, what did it matter? The ring was used up, she was shrunken to the size of a particularly small kindergartener, and, even if nobody would put the final nail in the coffin - and she was still too stubborn to do it herself - her potty training was basically useless. Whether it was some mystical law of balance, or Anita, there was nothing she could do.
The school year was almost over, and Val had really thought she'd get some relief once it was done, that she'd have a month or two where, at the very least, she could try to forget all her troubles at school... But, if Anita was telling the truth, then it seemed like her true humiliation was just getting started.
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Summer adjusted her bikini top, checking herself out in the mirror with a satisfied grin, thoughts of beaches and cute boys already running through her head as she heard Nanny's car pull into the driveway. She peered out of the window, giggling to herself as she watched her little - very little, now - sister get helped out of the car, looking particularly distraught today, and smaller than ever.
Summer marched out of her room, beaming. This whole thing couldn't have gone any better, she thought to herself. Valerie was clearly all caught up in her web, with no idea that's what was going on, much less how to get out... Obviously, her magic was back, and working perfectly.
It had been a long decade, to say the least, living with her altered memories, helplessly trapped in her nursery, and her diapers, at the mercy of her little sister, and Nanny, and... Well, everyone. And then... She'd found the ring.
Nanny had been making her clean up her room, something she'd done countless times over the years; why this time was different, Summer had no idea, other than Nanny being there, watching, ensuring she was actually doing something other than sitting in her crib and sulking. Perhaps the spells were starting to weaken, and that was all it took. She'd felt something, a strange feeling, tugging her towards one corner of her room, to a patch of carpet that looked a little loose.
Curiously, she'd reached beneath it, her fingers brushing against something cold, metallic... She gasped, feeling a shock run through her body, like the most intense burst of static she'd ever experienced, the final bits of magic in the ring just enough to reawaken hers, to bring back her memories. As satisfying as it might have been to immediately test out the powers she suddenly remembered she had on Nanny, she had no idea how powerful they were now, after not using them for so long.... Besides, she knew that Nanny wasn't the real cause of everything that had happened to her. She wasn't the one who had used this ring, all those years ago...
It had taken some time, working out exactly how she wanted her revenge to play out, weaving her spells to ensure everything came together in just the right way, making things worse and worse for her little sister, turning everyone around her against her, even manipulating her phone the night of prom to send damning evidence of Val's babyhood to her biggest enemy, until Summer had her here, right where she wanted her. The brilliant, straight-A student was never going to be able to pass another class again, no matter how hard she tried... And she was going to be stuck in diapers for at least as long as Summer had, if not longer.
And, as one final cherry on top of it all Val was now no taller than her childish classmates. That hadn't even been completely Summer's fault... She'd crafted the spell, of course, but Val could have put a stop to it at any time. Anytime Valerie was forced to mess herself when she didn't really have to go, when her bowels were empty, it made her a little smaller. It would stop, at some point, when she was around the size of a toddler.... If she didn't figure it out beforehand, and stop trying to get potty trained.
It shouldn't have been that hard; another of Summer's spells had already ensured there was no way that potty training was going to happen. Maybe it was unfair, using both those spells in conjunction, but Valerie was a smart girl... She was sure she'd work it out, and stop trying to make it to the bathroom, and accept her diapered fate...
Perhaps Val wasn't as smart as Summer had thought, though, because she still hadn't put it together. Every day, when she came home a few inches shorter, Summer was tempted to gloat, to brag about how it was her fault... But then she wouldn't have the satisfaction of seeing how tiny her baby sister was going to get.
After years of her thinking she was in charge, despite being smaller, and younger, it was very satisfying to watch Valerie dwindle away to a size more fitting of her new - or, rather, old - place in the family. Nobody else would react to it, would consciously notice her shrinking; they all remembered her as being whatever her current size was, making her question if she was going crazy or not, although, at this point, she had to know there was something more to it.
"What do you think?" Summer asked, striking a pose as Valerie was pushed into the house.
Val's eyes popped open, her lip quivering at the sight before her, her gaze fixed firmly on the bikini bottoms, and what was - or rather, wasn't - beneath them. "N-Nanny!" she gasped, turning around, tugging at the woman's dress. "Sh-She's not wearing a diaper!"
"Of course she isn't," Nanny chuckled, giving Summer a knowing look. "She knows how to keep her panties clean."
"Nuh-uh!" Valerie shook her head. "She's been wearing diapers for... forever!"
"No, sweetie," Summer corrected her, "that's you."
"Is not!" Valerie pouted, stomping her foot, only to be scooped up by Nanny.
"Guess it's time for a nap," the woman announced cheerfully. "You look very pretty, Summer. Don't you think so, Valerie?"
"She's s'posed to be in diapers!" Valerie kicked her feet helplessly as she was carted away, Summer trailing along behind, smirking at the girl, heading into her own room to give her sister a good view inside. Gone were the crib and changing table... She had a bed again, a closet full of grown-up clothes, everything Val had just a few weeks earlier.
She hadn't bothered to decorate too much... She felt like, after everything, her parents owed her a vacation at the very least, so she was sticking around until then, but, after she got back, she planned on moving out, finally starting her adult life. They'd probably turn this into a guest room... It would get a start at that when Anita moved in for the summer to look after Val.
For now, she slipped out of her bikini, getting dressed again. She paused, underwear drawer open, hand hovering over her many decisions. For now, she went with her panties, but she had some Pull-Ups in there, too, and even some diapers. Fixing the potty training ten years in diapers had wrecked had been one of the first changes she'd made to herself, and yet, after so long, it had felt like there was something missing, walking around in her swimsuit. It had been worth it to taunt her sister, of course... And that was why she was going to stick with her panties until she moved out.
Once she had her own place... She knew it was ridiculous, that she should get rid of all of those things, or shrink them and make Valerie use them... But there was a part of her that was already starting to miss them. Perhaps that would go away with time... Or maybe not. She was grateful not to have to wear them, however, it was hard to shake the memory of all the good times she'd had with her horsie over the years. That may have been part of a spell, sure.... It didn't mean she hadn't grown to enjoy it, though.
There was going to be a lot to get used to; she hadn't had to worry about money, or a job, or, really anything, for a long time. Her magic would help with that, but there would still be a learning curve. Her diapers might be something to return to for a sense of security, out there in the big, bad, real world... Or maybe, now that she could be with guys again, she'd forget all about them. She'd simply have to wait and see.
She headed out to the living room, where Nanny was relaxing, glancing up from her magazine as Summer approached. It was odd, seeing the woman and not feeling afraid, feeling, instead, a sense of comradery in her expression, just one adult speaking to another about a child they both cared for. "She is such a handful... I love looking after her, but it will be nice to get some time off."
"It certainly will," Summer agreed. "I feel a little bad Val will be stuck here while we're all off having fun... I know her friend will take good care of her, though. Every bit as good as I could... I'm sure you could do better, of course, but you've more than earned a rest. I think mom and dad definitely made the right call, leaving her here... It's just so hard to fully relax when you've got a baby to look after... And it's been a long, long time since I've been on vacation."
The End